Chapter 12

Skye returned to her chamber, but no one was there to share her rejoicing.

She closed the door and leaned against it. The broad smile on her lips was pinned there, and her palm pressed against her deliriously beating heart.

She still couldn't believe that she had been worried these two days for no reason. Why hadn't she known earlier that her uncle had just gone hunting?

She started laughing, jumping, and dancing, spinning around until her legs felt like they couldn't hold her anymore, and she collapsed on her bed. She felt the tension leave her body, leaving her relaxed and calm. A gentle breeze came in from the open window, cooling her glowing cheeks. Skye closed her eyes, and without realizing it, sleep took her sweetly in its arms.

Soft knocks on Skye's door failed to wake her up.

The banging became more intense, and a voice was heard. "Lady Skye? Can I come in?" it was Maysie.

Skye forced her eyes open and sat up on the bed.

She grabbed her head, still dazed from her deep sleep.